Autumn is the most beautiful season of the year in Beijing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is refreshing.

Autumn in the north is beautiful but short, and it won't be long before the cold winds pick up and it's time for winter again.

Life must be timely, and the beautiful autumn colors should not be disappointed.

From time to time, there are luxurious and magnificent carriages heading out of the city, and most of the people sitting in the carriages are the ladies of the rich and noble families in the capital, and they all go to the villas or granges on the outskirts of Beijing to enjoy the autumn scenery.

Bursts of pleasant laughter came from the wind, adding a little agility to the bright autumn colors, and the faces of pedestrians on the roadside also showed knowing smiles.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that only Fu Shaoyun's mood is gray.

His warm and jade-like expression could no longer be maintained after leaving the Jingnan Hou Mansion, and it was completely shattered.

My aunt and grandmother were kind and gentle, and she had always been frank, but when they met him today, he noticed her slightly apologetic and reluctant expression.

He immediately realized that Lord Ruijia's words were not nonsense, His Majesty the Emperor had really given Cousin Yuan a marriage.

He heard the sound of his own heart breaking in an instant.

He almost forgot what his aunt said next.

I just remember the sentence she answered herself.

- Brother Yun, His Majesty's decree of marriage is true.

He doesn't blame Cousin Yuan, his aunt and grandmother, or even Cousin Yuan.

likes Cousin Yuan, and it is his own business to marry her, no matter what the outcome is, he has to bear it.

Uncle Yuan and his aunt and grandmother have been so good to him, and they have been asking for warmth and guidance on their studies for several years, and their own sons and grandsons are nothing more than that.

Moreover, they have never objected to marrying Cousin Yuan to themselves.

The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die, and no one dares to resist the will of His Majesty the Emperor.

They must not be allowed to disobey the holy decree for their own sake and be questioned by His Majesty the Emperor.

He said this in the calmest and gentlest voice--Aunt Grandmother, say hello to Cousin Yuan on my behalf, and I bless her......

To this day, he still remembers his aunt's stunned expression when she heard this.

Yes, anyone who hears the news that his sweetheart is going to marry someone else should not be as calm as he is.

He's calm?

He's not angry, he's not sad?

At first he only felt that his heart was broken, but after saying that, he felt that his heart was completely empty.

He didn't know how he got out of the Jingnan Hou Mansion.

I don't know how long I've been on the road.

Suddenly, I realized that the sun was already in the west.

It was still morning when he left home, but when was dusk?

"Young master, we've been out of the city for a long time, where are you going......" Chongjiu felt that he was tired, hungry and worried, and his legs were about to break.

Besides, the gates of the city will be closed as soon as it gets dark.

If the young master doesn't return at night, he will definitely be beaten by the old lady and the lady tomorrow!

Where to?

Where should he go, where could he go?

Fu Shaoyun's handsome face is full of decadence, and the whole person is like a flower branch that has just experienced a storm, scattered and ruined but extremely gorgeous, so beautiful that it makes people tremble.

Chongjiu walked up to him, tugged at his sleeve and said cautiously: "Young master, if you are sad, cry twice, you will feel better if you cry......"

He knew that the young master liked Miss Yuaner, but he couldn't understand how deep this relationship was.

Don't they all say that there is no grass at the end of the world?

No matter how beautiful the second girl is, she has already planted it in someone else's garden, so why should the young master fall in love with a flower.

When I was sad, I cried for a while, and I couldn't meet acquaintances when I went out of the city anyway.

Fu Shaoyun smiled bitterly: "Ye is not sad, because no matter how sad she is, she will not be able to come back......"

Chongjiu let out a sigh of relief, as long as the master was not sad.

He rubbed his empty belly and said, "Young Master, we haven't eaten for a day......

Fu Shaoyun looked up, and saw a small and simple noodle restaurant not far ahead, and said to Chongjiu: "Go there and eat a bowl of noodles." ”

Go to that kind of little broken noodle restaurant to eat noodles? Chongjiu's jaw is about to drop.

The young master has loved cleanliness since he was a child, and that kind of noodle restaurant won't even go to his little guy!

However, before he could retract his chin, Fu Shaoyun had already walked towards the noodle restaurant with his long legs.

The business of the small noodle restaurant is very deserted, and there is not a single customer.

"Little second brother, come to a big bowl of noodles and a pot of wine. Fu Shaoyun didn't think the tables and chairs were unclean, so he directly found a table by the window and sat down.

"Well, wait a minute. The little second brother saw that he was handsome and well-dressed, so he didn't dare to ask more, so he retreated.

"Young Master-" Chongjiu chased into the small noodle restaurant and stood beside Fu Shaoyun.

"Sit. Fu Shaoyun pointed to a stool beside him and asked Chongjiu to sit down.

Chongjiu didn't dare to be stubborn, let alone dislike, and quickly sat down.

The noodles and wine soon arrived, Fu Shaoyun reached out and took the wine jug in his hand, and motioned for the little second brother to put the noodles in front of Chongjiu.

Chongjiu was already hungry, but what does the young master mean by this, he is full just by drinking?

What's more, in addition to drinking two glasses during the New Year's holidays, the young master of his family almost doesn't drink a drop of wine on weekdays, is he going to borrow wine to kill his sorrows today!

Fu Shaoyun didn't want to speak anymore, so he took a big sip directly on the spout.

"Ahem...... "Ahem" may have been drunk too quickly, and he coughed violently.

"Young Master—" Chongjiu was dying.

Fu Shaoyun waved his hand: "It's okay, eat your noodles." ”

After all, a large gulp of wine poured into his mouth.

Soon a pot of wine bottomed out, and his jade-like handsome face also flushed.

A pair of beautiful eyes are also red, obviously not all because of drinking.

"One more pot. Fu Shaoyun instructed the little second brother again.

The little second brother would not refuse, and soon sent another pot.

Where did Chongjiu dare to give him a drink, snatched the wine jug in his hand, and looked at his young master with red eyes.

Fu Shaoyun was furious, stretched out his long arm and shouted, "Bring it!"

Chongjiu wiped a handful of tears: "I don't!"

The master and servant stared at each other and fought directly.

"Chongjiu, let go and let him drink. The two were at a stalemate, and a cold and warm male voice came from behind them.

Chongjiu and Fu Shaoyun stopped their movements at the same time and looked towards the door.

I saw Yuan Zheng, who was dressed in a crimson official uniform and had a slightly disheveled bun, strode into the noodle shop.

He took out a silver ingot of ten taels from his sleeve and threw it to the little second brother: "Close!"

The second brother took the silver and looked at the shopkeeper, and when he saw that the shopkeeper had no opinion, he quickly responded and ran over to close the door of the store.

Yuan Zheng walked to Fu Shaoyun's side, stretched out his hand and stroked the top of his hair, and sighed: "Brother Yun'er......"

Chongjiu hurriedly jumped up from the bench and saluted in a proper manner: "Lord Yuan." ”

Yuan Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the back door of the noodle restaurant, and Chongjiu Xin comprehended that he would walk over and grab the little second brother, and walk out with the shopkeeper.

Fu Shaoyun looked up at Yuan Zheng as if he had just come back to his senses, and his tears couldn't help falling anymore.

"Uncle Cousin...... Woohoo......"

The handsome young man is like a fairy, and his crying is also heartbreaking.

Yuan Zheng didn't stop him, when he was extremely sad, it was best to cry.

After a long time, the boy's crying gradually stopped.

Yuan Zheng said in the softest voice: "Brother Yun, your painful cousin understands. ”

ps: An author wrote himself crying~ (To be continued.) )